Blaize: It’s difficult to say, there’s so much excitement. But… (places his face in his hand)

Riekie: Does your head hurt?

Blaize: No, my eyes. There has to be dozens of them. They keep appearing.

Riekie: That life sense of yours is amazing.

Blaize: They’re coming from every direction. Everyone in Yilsee is probably going to die.

Riekie: Don’t say that! What if someone heard? That’s not princely at all. Say “I will fight them all!”

Blaize: You know, I came here to become a monk.

Riekie: Well you’re not a monk until I say so, so protect your people and do princely things. You have a holy sword don’t you?

Blaize: Well, yeah, but even if I held the church doors the sheer weight of their bodies…

Riekie: Good grief, you don’t have to do it alone. You’re a prince. Rally the locals, they’ll die if they don’t fight.

Blaize: They’ll die if they do fight.

Riekie: We can’t run so we fight! Stop being so hopeless. That’s your first lesson as a monk. Have faith in others. People are going to die, people have already died. Save the rest. You can do it.

Blaize: There’s a garrison nearby, I know the captain. They should’ve noticed this. If we can survive long enough, then maybe.

Riekie: Yes! That’s the spirit. You can sense people with high saintly affinities, right? Go get them, they’re bound to help however they can. We’ll fight together!

Blaize: We? There’s a cluster of frightened and wounded in your parish, sister. Tend to them, and leave the battle to me.

Riekie: Heh… yeah I sort of forgot about that. I want to help you, but I’ll go back in the church. Take these vulneraries in my place (she gives Blaize 2x Vulneraries before retreating to the cathedral).-------------

I put pressure on the back of my skull with my right hand. The whole reason I had come to Yilsee was to get away from my duty as a prince, to get away from fighting. But it was as if the divine willed my misfortune and had conjured monsters for me to deal with out of thin air. I sighed to myself. I was being selfish. People were dying here, and I might be able to help.

I moved to a higher spot on the ground. I wasn’t exactly more noticeable, but my regal clothing made me stand out. I raised my voice. “Everyone! I am your prince, Blaize. I can get us out of this, but I need help. If you think you can fight, please come forward. We must hold out until reinforcements come from the nearby garrison.”

I step out of my shop to hear the shouts increasing in number and frustration. As I walk closer I hear the end of what seemed to have been an argument: “Everyone! I am your prince, Blaize. I can get us out of this, but I need help. If you think you can fight, please come forward. We must hold out until reinforcements come from the nearby garrison.”

Hmm.. interesting. Could make a pretty penny helping out the Prince.

"Magikarp, watch the shop for me, will you? There's some business to attend to." (Space [3,10])

William: What on earth is all that shouting going on? Shall we investigate?

Elizabeth: I have no idea what's going on, but are you sure we should be heading in that direction?

Blaize: Everyone! I am your prince, Blaize. I can get us out of this, but I need help. If you think you can fight, please come forward. We must hold off until reinforcements come from the nearby garrison.

William: ……..well then, shall we go in the other direction?

Elizabeth glowers at William

Elizabeth: Where is your sense of duty, you cowardly mage?

William: Somewhere in the distance running away as fast as possible.

Elizabeth: Well tough, I'm going to help and you're coming with me. Unless of course you'd like to take a flying leap off of Monty's back?

William: …….sigh, alright lets do this then.

Elizabeth: Great, I can't wait for my first fight out of training.

William: …..shit.

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Monty lands and William dismounts.Elizabeth (14,7)William (13,7)Monty is the wyvern

I sighed, shutting my eyes. No one stepped forward. I let my eyelids return, and saw worried faces all about me. Men and women concerned for their families, already wounded and winded from the run to Yilsee. Fear seeped into the weave from the life around me. Beyond the walls of Yilsee I the weave was colored in anticipation. The hunters were closing in.

I had one last hope. I probed the lifeweave, the tapestry within my heart that seemed to connect all nearby life. I couldn't explain how, but I knew what I was looking for. A life flared up from within the weave, then another. These we're people of high saintly affinity, those decedent of people well attuned to the six saints.

Another flare, this one right behind me. I turned to see a person so well withdrawn into heavy clothing I couldn't see their face. A dark affinity, from Isoef. Sketchy. The flare grew brighter, expanding. I began to walk towards the dark affinity. The flare wouldn't stop. This was new. It, he, reached for me. The strings attached to the flare snapped and flailed forward, lashing out and clawing for some tether to the weave. They were lost and dying and then they found me. The strings whipped around my heart, clinging back to the weave.

I coughed. It hurt. I felt weighed down. My feet halted, so I had to restart them. "You, sir," I stepped before the dark affinity. Graydon was his name. It was a simple fact. "Will you help?" Those of saintly affinities had a tendency to be, extraordinary. Heroic, sometimes.

OOC:: As a result of the "tether" you may feel connected to me in some way, perhaps the connection expressing itself as curiosity, interest, joy, or anger in relation to me.

William: Alright, Elizabeth, you're going to go help the people evacuate to the church, while I go figure out what this Prince guy needs me to do.

Elizabeth: What? Why me? If anything, you should be the one to go protect the church.

William: Sorry but no, I'm the one with seniority here and you need to protect the civilians.

Elizabeth: But, but…….fine. I hope you break a leg.

Elizabeth rides off towards the cathedral herding various civilians as she goes.

William: I really hope I don't break something. I want to keep my body intact……sigh. looking over at the prince talking to a guy in dark robes who gave off a reacher unnerving aura. HEY PRINCE, WHAT HELP DO YOU NEED?

As I walk out of the in yawning the only thing I can think about is finding some breakfast for me and my wife. As i make my way towards my favorite bakery i can't quite get the feeling that something doesn't seem right. Before I can figure it out some rude jackass bumps into me. Before i can say something to him he has already run away. I notice he has dropped his coin purse, seems like foods on him today. As i turn the corner to the bakery all the screaming is starting to give me a headache. With an empty stomach i reach towards the bakers door when something catches my eye. Tears begin running down my face and my stomach trembles as this is what i see...Attached to the sign i notice a little piece of paper. it reads "Will reopen after city is saved" I NOW KNOW WHAT I MUST DO!!!

The voices led me to the plaza in front of the church, where there was a small gathering of people. One of the men, dressed very regally, turned my way and walked towards me. Odd, I show up for 10 seconds and... Wait a second, THE PRINCE is already approaching me. Urrrghh.. What is this strange feeling? As his figure approached, I can feel him calling to me, without him saying anything. I tried to hold all the expression of this new feeling back, tried to compose myself as the man stopped just a little in front of me.

"You sir, will you help?" Oddly, I could understand the situation without knowing what was going on. I felt inclined to help the Prince, even if I received no material benefit.

"Of course, my Prince. But, my services usually aren't free. I have a shop to run, and tomes to buy. You understand, don't you? I'm sure we can reach an agreement, so I can help you and our troubled city."

Blaize: Money? We'll die if you do not try to fight. But sure, I'll pay.

William: Hey Prince, what help do you need?

An anima affinity approached me from behind. His blood was deluded, but strong and bright and pulsating. He broke from the weave, just as Graydon had, tendrils desperatly searching for a tether back to the weave. One landed on my heart, and then the rest followed. I winced. This was not a pleasant experience.

Blaize: I need you to help me fight these monsters. Can you assist?

Strings of an ice affinity wrapped around me from my left. Ice was rare. I looked in that direction to see a man decked in armor, Steve. Praise be to the divine.

William: I can help with any sort of magical artillery that goes on, but I will not stand in the front lines. My sister is helping escort these rather annoying civilians to the cathedral and get them out from under our feet, and since I don't want to anger he again, I will stay here until there is enough of a frontline to stop a random person from walking up to me and putting a hole where my heart's supposed to be.

Blaize: Thank you so much for your help. You'll have to point out your sister to me.(pause)Blaize: They're here. Steve and I shall take the fore while you provide "magical artillery."(moves to 8:6 from 10:5)Blaize: Here, use this should you get injured.(gives Steve a vulnerary 3)

"Well that was not so bad, you would think a crashing cart would hurt more.""Errgh." I look down at the noise and realize why the crash had not been so bad. Under me was non other than Mr. Gibbs whose eyes were making strange swirles that I did not think possible."Now is not the time for naps Mr. Gibbs.""Errrrrrgh."I look behind us at the approaching monsters than back at the large uncarriable lumix under me before getting up and pulling a piece of cart over him."Your going to owe me a lot of drinks for this."----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Move (2,6)Attack Revanent A

"Ahhhhhhh, there's so much more of them then i thought!" As i begin to retreat i catch a wif of the fresh rolls inside the bakery. My eyes continue to gaze and my stomach rumbles at these delicious treats inside."I may regret this, but I must have my BREAKFAST!!!!!!" ---------------------moves (15,10)

---Turn 2---A life flared before me, and then begin to wink out, shrinking to nonexistence as it died. Ethan of Wind, he had been. I saw a crashed cart pinning a man down. A heroic death indeed, as could be expected of one with high saintly affinity. A tendril from the flare latched to me. This shouldn't be possible. The life had yet to completely wink out. The life node was pulled by its tenril, racing towards my heart. I gasped. It slammed into me with zero impact. I looked down at half-dirt half-pavement, stunned.

But now was not the time.

Blaize: We have to protect both this side and the East entrance. Let's see if we can't secure this area.(moves to 6:6, attacks the revanent at 5:6).